The old face of Azir, the king of Rant, looked out the window at the bustling imperial capital, recalling the times when it had almost fallen, and lamenting its strength and fragmentation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Mr. James Ramsden. Azir said, "Is there a chance that my illness will turn around?"

James, the Holy Spirit Knight of Strength and Power, looked at the diagnostic paper on the table and said in an unbelievable voice: "If these doctors make correct diagnoses, I am afraid that Your Majesty will really have no power to return to heaven, and such a terminal illness is incurable as far as I know." ”

Azir stepped down from the balcony and sat down on a chair and said, "I'm afraid it's an infallible diagnosis, after all, all five people have made the same inference on the matter of their lives. ”

"I think your life is at stake, it's their own. James said.

"Quite right. Azir said, "He who is dying is good in his words." ”

James continued, unsurprisingly, "Has Your Majesty tried any treatment?"

"No, I can't go around saying that I won't survive the New Year. Azier motioned for James to sit down.

James twisted his fat body in the chair uncomfortably, made the chair squeak, and said, "Since Your Majesty has already believed this, why did you call me?"

"I'd like to hear what you think about this terminal illness, and I'd like to know what the greatest physician in the empire has to say. ”

"I'm just a useless fat man, and all you see is a walking dead made of fat and bones, maybe a little knowledge, but it's not enough to be terminal. James said.

"You're also the only person I know of who might not work for Marcellus. If I wanted to know any pertinent opinions, I can't think of a second person to ask. ”

Azir got up and threw the paper on the table into the burning fire.

"You can sit, and I know that standing up back and forth is torture. This is something I noticed when my health was deteriorating, and I guess Mr. James must have suffered from it too. Azier said.

"Your Majesty is wise. James said.

Azir watched as all the words turned to ashes under the flames, and returned to his chair with peace of mind.

"How about some wine?" said Azil.

"Listen to me. James picked up the flask that had been on the table and filled both glasses.

Azier took James's wine, and carefully noticed that he had poured less wine than himself, and said, "There is no need to be pretentious here, I will not smile because of pretentious humility." As long as it's not poisonous, I'm happy. ”

His Majesty laughed. ”

Azier drank half a cup at once and said, "Tell me about the terminal illness." ”

"Your Majesty, are you wondering if someone will poison you?" said James, "as far as I know, the onset of a terminal illness has little to do with outside influences. They happen to the nobles who are clothed and fed, and they also happen to the commoners who have coarse tea and light food, and there is no pattern to be found. But I have heard that terminal illness has a great relationship with people's mood, and if His Majesty is more cheerful, maybe the disease will disappear. ”

"Huh. You tell me to be cheerful, tell me about it. If you were the king of the Rants, would you be cheerful again? It's better to let me play the funeral song in advance, and maybe I will be cheerful when I am buried in the ground. Azir said angrily, "Marcellus and Romeo, I don't know how they spied on my position. I could even see their eyes shining, like hungry wolves in the night, and this was when I was alive. ”

"Some people say that it is best to keep the enemy by their side, and now that His Majesty's army is not surrounded by them?

"If I had all the enemies by my side, there would probably be more of them than my army. Azir said, "I wouldn't be surprised if someone used black magic to make me terminally ill." ”

"Your Majesty, the terminal illness is not caused by external factors. They are ......"

"It's just a random tragedy, I've read it in books. "So I now know who is poisoning me," Azir said. ”

"Allow me to ask, Your Majesty. Who is planning to poison you?" said James.

"It's God!" said Azil, "If a terminal illness is really something that has no rules to follow, what else would it be but God? Maybe it's because I killed a few of his 'Sons of Heaven', maybe it's because I didn't fulfill my duty to protect the whole empire during the civil war, and now he's coming to me for trouble." ”

"Your Majesty ought to be careful with his words, if it gets out......" said James.

"It's not going to get out, is it?" said Azil, staring at James.

"Truly, Your Majesty. ”

Azir calmed down and said, "Do you think magic can cure a terminal illness?"

"Even if you can, Your Majesty. They were also blinded by their own knowledge, and hid far away in the mountains or in the academy in Kanta, not interested in anything. James said.

"Oh, come on. Just say they don't like me, mages are smart people, they think I'm nothing more than a speculator, a usurper, a culprit in war and chaos. Azier said, "What about you, Mr. James Ramsden, do you think I am a villain who does all kinds of evil?"

"Your Majesty is certainly not a villain, he just did the right thing at the wrong time. James got up from his chair with difficulty, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and said, "Chaos is terrible, if Your Majesty does not make a decisive choice on the spot, I don't know how much trouble will happen in the midst of the dispute." Politicians and aristocrats also want to be in power and rule, but they are afraid of stigma. But he was unwilling to hide in the rancid darkness of the cellar, and used decrees and evidence to abolish the power of the heir to the throne, and used all kinds of nonsense to prove that the prince was just a mongrel without a father. In the midst of chaos, sooner or later there will be such a chaotic political situation. And I think the sooner it happens, the better, and His Majesty's decisiveness put an end to this chaotic political situation and pushed the story straight to the climax. Some may look down on His Majesty's wise decision-making and think that it is just an obsessive pursuit of power. But are those adults who are full of nonsense so noble? They have to take the lion's share of the blasphemy of our emperor. ”

"So you think my reign is justified?" Azir asked.

"I feel that His Majesty's reign has put an end to the blasphemous rhetoric of the throne. When it comes to loyal servants loyal to the emperor, the McGee family is the first to bear the brunt. James said.

"Hahahaha...... "If only everyone thought like you." ”

"I'm just telling the truth. James said.

"Or are you just a good doctor?" said Azir with a smile on his face, "All in all, I'm glad to have someone who appreciates me." Even if it's not me, I'm glad you can say flattering words so beautifully. ”

"Your Majesty, I never flatter. James said.

"To this mess of politics. Azier said as he toasted his glass.

"Respect for the sharp blade that cuts through the mess. James said.